my camera is jammed. somehow wrong. i cant get it to move to the next picture. whatever that is called. its because i dropped it that one time. i thought it was fine. i dont know how to explain how this feels... it's like if you lived in a boxed in house that you were trapped in... and you had one window to look out of and see the beautiful outside world. and thats what kept you happy in your everday tasks. and then someone covered up the window with bricks. yeah. i guess thats what its like. it was that thing, that when i was looking at how ugly the wordl was, i could shift gears and think about what would make a good picture. im in that state of mind quite often. to were all i can see is photographs. and it really does keep me happy and quieted. its very depressing to know that when i see a good photo opportunity theres no way for me to be able to take a picture of it. i feel handicapped. i really need to suck it up and ask my dad whats wrong with it.